Chapter 19: Unwilling to be favored
He asked, "Why do you say that?"
Liu Yuetang raised her head and looked directly at Xiao Heng: "Only when you are in a high position can you understand the bone-chilling coldness of the heights. Only when you are rich can you understand the coldness of money."
"The higher one stands, the more one loses. I do not want to lose the people around me, or even lose myself and my original intention, because of power and status."
Xiao Heng remained silent for a long time after Liu Yuetang said this.
The candlelight flickered slightly on his face, illuminating it dimly and making his expression unreadable.
He fumbled with the jade ring on his hand, and only after feeling the coldness it brought him did he speak: "Foolish and ignorant!"
Keep your original intention in this big melting pot?
This was the funniest thing Xiao Heng had ever heard.
No matter whether it is a woman or a prince, once they step into the palace, there is no way out, let alone living in peace.
He pondered for a long time and said, "I will not force a woman. If you do not wish to accept my favor, please leave."
Liu Yuetang was stunned on the spot, her eyes wide in disbelief: "Your Majesty, are you not blaming me?"
Xiao Heng stared at her delicate and tempting red lips and said in a deep voice, "If you don't leave now, I will regret it."
As soon as the words fell, Liu Yuetang kowtowed in thanks: "Thank you very much, Your Majesty, for your grace."
Her face was filled with joy as she hurriedly left the inner hall, fearing that the person sitting in the VIP seat might regret it.
Xiao Heng looked at her slender back and curled the corners of his lips.
The prey cannot escape.
In this deep palace, without my favor, I can't take a single step forward.
Sooner or later, she will cry and beg for his love.
The palace path was long and wide, and the cold night wind wrapped in dense snow penetrated into the cracks between people's bones.
Liu Zheng held the umbrella over Liu Yuetang's head and whispered, "My lady, I was really worried about you just now. Aren't you afraid that the Emperor will really blame you for not accepting his favor?"
The long street was deserted, with only the sound of warm boots stepping on the snow.
Liu Yuetang looked at the ground, which was faintly glowing white, and smiled sweetly: "I can't lose the big picture for the sake of small things."
She raised her hand to wipe the snow off her long eyelashes, and said slowly in a voice only she could hear: "Cast a long line to catch a big fish."
If you want to leave a mark in the emperor's heart, you must take a path that is different from everyone else.
What makes a man most addicted is not the woman who loves him, but the woman he loves but cannot have.
All men in the world are somewhat mean by nature, and the emperor who has beautiful women is the worst of them.
There are countless concubines in his harem, but only a few are unwilling to accept his favor.
This will make the emperor who holds great power full of desire to conquer.
If nothing unexpected happens, he must be thinking in his heart that sooner or later he will become his possession.
Actually…it’s still unclear who is the hunter and who is the prey.
Liu Yuetang knew that if she eagerly expressed her love and admiration for the emperor tonight, not only would she not win his favor, but he would feel that the things she had worked so hard to obtain were also monotonous and tasteless.
As soon as the concubines in the harem saw the emperor, they couldn't wait to express their affection.
She found it hard to believe that she could fall so deeply in love with him without ever meeting him.
It is more accurate to say that she is greedy for his wealth and splendor rather than admiring the emperor.
I myself felt that those flattering words were full of loopholes, so how could they escape the emperor's eyes?
"My lord... you are finally back."
Wanqiu stood under a tree, holding a hand warmer and a cloak in her hands.
Liu Zheng was startled: "Sister Wanqiu, why are you here?"
"The young master ordered this servant to do so."
Wanqiu hurriedly tied the cloak in his hand on Liu Yuetang, and wrapped her tightly before he felt relieved.
"My lady, please go back to the palace and drink some ginger soup. It's freezing cold, and I'm afraid you must have frozen all the way here."
Liu Zheng scratched his head.
When she left the Zichen Palace, she wanted to take the cloak hanging in the palace, but the young lady held her hand tightly. Now, when she saw Wanqiu who was waiting halfway, she finally understood.
It turns out that the young lady's cloak was left behind on purpose.
Could this be what the young lady meant by inspiring a man’s sense of pity?
In the Zichen Palace, Xiao Heng sat for a long time, stroking the dragon-patterned throne.
The reason why he believed Liu Yuetang's words was because of the saying: "Only when you are in a high position can you understand how cold it is to the bone."
He indeed lost too much for the throne.
When he first ascended the throne, he felt cold all over when sitting on the dazzling dragon throne.
Only then did he realize that if he wanted to sit on the throne of the emperor, his heart had to be as cold as the throne.
When the eunuch Bu Zi'an came in to serve, he saw a woman's cloak hanging on the side.
He then said, "Your Majesty, I forgot to take Miss Liu's cloak. It's snowing heavily outside. Please ask me to bring it to her."
"Is it still snowing outside?" Xiao Heng frowned.
When he got on the dragon chariot, it started snowing heavily. The windows in the house were closed, and he had forgotten about this.
Bu Zian replied: "Yes, it's getting heavier."
Xiao Heng shook his head: What a reckless woman.
He was about to speak when he suddenly remembered how anxious Liu Yuetang was when she left, and he felt a little unhappy.
In order to avoid being favored, she even forgot to take her cloak?
"I guess they've gone far away, so let's put this cloak away for now."
"yes."
After Xiao Heng took a shower and changed his clothes, he felt more and more uncomfortable.
"Bu Zi'an, go get the bronze mirror."
Bu Zi'an was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the emperor, who rarely looked in the mirror, would suddenly look in the mirror in the middle of the night.
He didn't have time to think and hurriedly brought the bronze mirror to Xiao Heng.
Xiao Heng looked at himself in the mirror, taking in every contour and feature on his face, and finally looked up at Bu Zian.
"Am I not handsome enough?"
Bu Zi'an was shocked and extremely surprised: "Your Majesty, you...why do you say that?"
"Your Majesty is the most handsome man I have ever seen. He has the appearance of a phoenix and the grace of a dragon, a majestic bearing, and an elegant demeanor. He looks like Pan An..."
"Okay, okay! Stop flattering me." Xiao Heng interrupted him quickly.
Bu Zian said with a playful smile: "What I said is the truth. Your Majesty, look at those princes. Even if they were added together, they would not be one-third as good-looking as you."
Although this was a bit exaggerated, he knew that among his brothers, only Xiao Heng had the best appearance.
"Okay, go down, I want to go to bed."
As he said this, he threw the bronze mirror towards Bu Zian.
Bu Zian quickly reached out to take it and said cheerfully, "Yes, I'll take my leave now. Your Majesty, please have a good rest."
He turned and walked away, his eyes rolling around as he walked and he scratched the back of his head.
What had happened to the Emperor? He was questioning his own appearance out of the blue.
Thinking of this, he raised the bronze mirror in his hand and faced his face.
There's nothing wrong with this mirror...
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